Yeah, it's a Game-Changer

Not long after Lorelei was born, I promised myself (on Facebook, natch) that the birth of my daughter, no matter how great she was, wouldn't change me from the person I was - I wanted to always be a guy who loved football and power tools.

And I like to think that I still am.

But now that she's older, and started to react to the world around her, I find myself being more and more fascinated by the fact that she's fascinated. It's weird, but I never thought I would think about how to explain an airplane (since I don't think she'll quite grasp Bernoulli's Principle yet), or how best to describe rain.

Whenever I go out on a donor visit, I find that I end up talking about kids - it's a good way of getting the donor to relax, and talk about something that he or she is really into. And before the baby, those people who I'd meet who had kids of their own would tell me that kids would completely flip my world on its ear. They'd say it was "awesome," or "fantastic," or something along those lines. And, honestly, I never believed it. I mean, I could see in their eyes that they believed it, but that doesn't mean anything - lots of people believe lots of crazy-ass things. So yeah, I figured that these completely enraptured-with-their-kids people were just like Birthers, except maybe a little more bonkos.

But boy, were they right. It's actually kind of scary how much my worldview has changed with this kid.

I hate when everyone else is right after all.